Bloody Heart (Brutal Birthright, #4)

by Sophie Lark

“Because I don’t care if the richest, fanciest fuckers in the world are in this room. You belong to me.”

“What I feel about Dante . . . a crush is candlelight. And Dante’s like the sun, right inside my chest. It burns so bright and so brilliant that I can barely stand it. It could burn and burn for a million years and not go out.”